Happiness. It's relative.
“A Dumbo rat? You can’t give a rat to baby boys. Are you out of your mind?”
“Why not? He’s in a cage. They can watch him run around the little tunnels. You want them to have pets and like animals, right?”
“They’re infants! Infants don’t have pets. They have mobiles and teething rings, not live creatures.”
“You’re so over-protective. Let them experience the world a little bit.”
“They’re three months old!”
“OK, fine. I’ll just keep him in the kitchen until they get older. The guy at the store told me to feed him ketchup. We got any?”
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Written in response to a writing prompt issued by close relatives: Use baby boys, rat, and ketchup in a post no longer than 100 words.
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